Bus Stop Crush

A girl who sits on the bus stop, I wonder who she is

i've never seen her before, she seems so sweet like a sugar kiss

i can't just come up to her and seem like a creep

she seems like the one I've been trying to seek

 

Everyday I see her wait for the long ride home

a sad look on her face with eyes waiting to tell a story

looks like she wants to get out, wanting to go and roam

she has a backpack where she keeps her notebooks and her 40

 

Silky brown hair that looks like caramel,

the fragrance of sweet perfume traveling through the wind

clothes that hug her curves and it fit her well

the stare that makes you believe that you have sinned

 

Such a beautiful human, such a wonderful presence

a human worth being with I felt like a peasant

in front of a queen bee that she seemed to be

i wanted to wait until the right day to talk and let our minds free

 

There she goes, the one that I want

there will never come a day where she won't be there

captivated by this beautiful soul, my heart stopped

the girl with the beautiful mind and soul to bear.